"All right, Miss Cuteness. All right for you; I was going to tell you somepin, but I won't now." He gave the pump-handle a pull. It was limp and did not respond with water. "Ellen--" the boy repeated as he worked the handle, "I got somepin to tell you. Honest I have." "I don't care, Mr. Smarty," the girl replied; she made a motion as if to walk away, but did not. The boy noticed it and said, "Yes, sir--it's somepin you'd like to know." The girl did not turn round. The boy, who had been working with the wheezy pump, was holding the handle up, and water was gurgling down the well. And before she could answer he said, "Say, Ellen--don't be mad; honest I got somepin." "Who's it about?" she asked over her shoulder. "Me." "That's not much--who else?" "Elmer Hendricks!" "Who else?" The girl was halfway turned around when she spoke. "Bob--Bob Hendricks," replied the boy. "Aw--Bob Hendricks--" returned the girl, in contempt. Then she faced the boy and said, "What is it?" "Come here 'n' I'll tell you." "I'll come this far." The girl took two steps. "I got to whisper it, and you can't hear." "Well, 'tain't much." The girl dangled one bare foot hesitatingly. "I'll come halfway," she added. The boy made a mark in the dust of the road a few feet from him with his toe, and said, "Come to there." The girl shook her head, and spoke. "Tell me part--'n' I'll see if it's good." "Me and Elmer an' Bob are goin' to run away!" The girl stepped to the toe mark and cried, "What?" "Yes, sir--in the mornin'." He caught hold of the girl's arm awkwardly and swung her around to the opposite side of the pump-handle, and put her hands on it and began to pump. She pumped with him as he puffed between the strokes, "Um' huh--we're going to hide in the provision wagons, under some saddles they is there and go--to--war!" The water was pouring into the bucket by the time he had got this out. Their hands touched on the pump-handle. It was the boy who drew his hand away. The girl gasped:-- "Why, John Barclay,--it ain't no such thing--does your ma know it?" He told her that no one knew it but her, and they pumped in silence until the bucket was full, and walking back carrying the bucket between them, he told her another secret: that Watts McHurdie had asked John to get his guitar after midnight, and play an accompaniment to the accordion, and that Watts and Ward and Jake Dolan and Gabriel Carnine were going out serenading. Further he told her that Watts was going to serenade Nellie Logan at the Thayer House, and that Gabriel Carnine was going to serenade Mary Murphy, and that Philemon Ward was going to serenade Miss Lucy, and that he, John Barclay, had suggested that it would be fine to serenade Mrs. Culpepper, because she was such a nice woman, and they agreed that if he would bring his guitar, they would!